Let's see, raise your leg the godfather or godmother so far not been cops (a). I say to myself on my screen peeled the "yes" abound in sentimental resume. Let me out cachita, lero lero, by afford to make the kiss after . Prize for the knight or gentleman through testing, I then close its mouth. Let's see then see. I must confess (Holy Mother) my dear parishioners (conceived without sin), I can not brag a great time to be part of the club's first paragraph. I have received more negative and that kissing and slapping each other accept and acknowledge for the first time in my little more than two decades of existence (shoulder this "little") that as one does not record the thing that starts to get upset ignored.
Ok, "upset" is not exactly the most accurate. Would always be a lie, or a half truth which is the same with a different skirt Jacinta. Not that I'm scratching to have rebounded with someone for the umpteenth time a couple of days, or crying in the corners trying to get the little souls in purgatory I explain the cause, motive, reason or circumstance why my unattractive, just I think that it is high time that I remove the virtues that I believe with all defects noted and put on the table, cheek to cheek to analyze and diagnose.
Those who know me (and many non-manya) I know that physically I love you enough, and willing enough to not be understood as the very hallucinate. I do not think of causing torticollis in the neck Lima to move this skinny little body for the capital's sidewalks. In my not looking at me with lustful eyes, no sir. I'm not sexy, leather, machoman or papirriqui, or show up in your catalog of SAGA, or you drive cigarillos and deodorants in the beach clubs. I am very normalito saying in a good Christian. Average size, pulling meztizo pa 'sound and sacred cholo, elkhorn, muscle mass and remix version of Sabina Felpudini, nearsighted (myopia in one eye astigmatism in the other, ta' that crazy), foot kid, bald olluco finger in the process. In other words, it is understood that I am not exactly who would be chosen to adorn the walls of a room teen or panels Southbound Pan American. The curious thing is that if born again, would be more than happy by choosing the same housing. Could it be that the love each other just as one is not exciting? I produce orgasms! The first grain
dared appear on my right cheek when he was 13 and on the radio broke Euphoria and Rossy War, but the peak of the invasion acneciana was 15 and 16. I was never ashamed. Well, we must not sacrifice themselves, there must have been one or two days where cursing my face look like Arequipa, but nothing beyond a mere tantrum. I did not stay locked in my house with the pileup full of toothpaste, or Asepxia bought as one buys lollipops, let alone deprived me of the chocolate, butter and flakes by greasy grilled chicken. When attempting to collude with a dermatologist to confront the enemy, he prescribed a cream to be applied before going to bed with Timothy, in total darkness and burning like hot pepper mask. The beauty costs say, not ones for me is too high a price.
arguably was the self-esteem shot harder than I would have played dodge, but I was so not even pose squad. I lived with it. What's more, they are still living because from time to time (but from time to time) is often demonstrated and it marks the time that battle scars are evident. Does anyone imagine the memory of puberty would keep if I was really worried about that? My nickname does not offend me, on the contrary (and seriously) I was funny and laughed out loud at what he said, which made it think twice before releasing another. Clear is that at that age if you upset someone and not be chopped, for as long joke that does not have.
is therefore clear that if we apply that "everything comes through the eyes" is not exactly come out my star on the forehead. Chesu, puchicana, we will see that inner beauty then. Well, not that it is the nicest type of planetary system, but I consider myself a good person and if the judge and jury I may commit a crime of arrogance, I boast to be quite honest.
me is that it's pretend that I have never been done very well. Let me acting chancay doomed to eat the rest of my life. I could not take an attitude just to please someone. "The nice thing is that you do not want to like you? Do you cool, straw, pulenta not that someone else will be interesting what the rest is just incomprehensible? If things do not so, then gentlemen, fuck love. I return to my recordkeeping X.
Well, beyond the sincerity the truth is that many points in my favor I have not. Chamba "? nola, "patience? unique, "to share? oh my God, "an acrobat in bed? eg no. " Another little half
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is that on reflection I've never "declared" (sending, launched you like me) in every sense of the term. My only four relationships (of the official course) were early rather weird, and other attempts without disney tale ending was not an express manifestation of feeling in any order. But as it seems I tend to be little more than obvious, the negatives have been more clear that my suggestions. I have said classics like "I am not you," or "do not deserve you" but if I have been amused by some as 1 .- "You are too good people, basically like someone more perverse " hello! I understand what perversion?. 2 .- "You're cute and smart, but baby, that does not eat" , ah manya, was it of seeking to keep them raw. 3 .- "but what do you prefer? "Try and fail, or continue building a friendship? " wow, how much consideration, I melt. 4 .- "lol, is a joke right?" yeah right, I still remember my face clown. 5 .- "You and me? Are you asshole?! " without comment.
The latest interest in the home, the latest acquisition (purchase?) On the last weekend just (scoop, chocherita warm) was what I like and do not usually come up so often: intelligence, fun, childish face, spontaneity and forth between us as a little God sends an ass. But as no doubt it is true that the custom ... did nothing but add a new phrase to the list, hang on this is good: "is not shit but you want to ..." ha! ah it's great.
Ok, ok big boys, I admit, I'm not exactly what you would call a good game. Not that this is the ideal guy, but it was the last "chote" which made me think why does not hurt to do so? Why not get depressed by not liking me?. Clearly a mystery over the Orinoco, but believe me it sucks or not feel bad if you know that you have rejected for being you. Am I clear? That is, it must be hallucinating fulminant like you struggle for the way you are avoiding to mold you to the lifestyle of of who you want. Is it worth it? you change your way of seeing things that most consider normal? Alter its physical "only because it is considered closer to the ideal? Do you pretty?, And what is even worse, would look bad to who is like you were before much change?
Yesterday I saw Julie and Julia (yes, new), and I was so identified with the second, with the way they take things and life, always ridiculously cheerful, not please everyone, but likes himself that is really important. It may not be pulled, perhaps even more good for those who just pulls and pulls the string without someone taking the other end, but I'm just crazy and cool as more than twenty years. How many can say the same?. Grasshopper walks, which said the old familiar refrain: the fate of the beautiful ugly ... give a damn. What?
